Was Napoleon a demanding child?
Actual conversation between Seth and me today while coming home from the grocery store.
Seth: “Mommy. My butt hurts.”
Me: “Sorry to hear that sweets but I can’t do much about that right now.”
Seth: (Whining) “Mmooooooommmmyyy. My butt hurts. Kiss my butt.”
(Because of course if you kiss other things like fingers, hands or knees, and that works, why wouldn’t it work with one’s rump?)
Me: “Seth. I’m driving. I can’t just pull over and kiss your butt.”
Seth: “Mommy! Stop driving and kiss my butt. NOW!”
Me: (Trying to stifle a laugh.) “Yeah. That’s REALLY going to happen Seth. Good luck with that.”
Ranger Tom on 28 Apr 2005 at 12:34 am #
I think I wet myself laughing…
Ranger Tom on 30 Apr 2005 at 4:53 pm #
Thanks for reading my blog too… You’re right, it’s not for everyone but it’s mostly humor so it has to be taken in context… I’m really not that bitter. Only slightly, but it does get laughs, which is my goal. But everything I write there is true. I don’t make anything up.
Hope you don’t get anymore poop in your hair…